the new Ironman

chapter 42

Days later, with Inko

*it was a beautiful day in the my hero world, heroes were doing their job, villains were making it so that the heroes could get paid, vigilante were being stupid cause their doing it for free. And we see Inko midoriya waiting for her date. we see her drinking a cup of tea on the outside table of a coffee shop as she takes a small breath to calm her nerves. She's still a little traumatized seeing her baby boy hook up to so many machines to keep him alive. While she was glad he was ok, she was frustrated that no one was telling her what happened. So she did the next best thing. Distract her mind until her son wakes up again to explain, since the old nurse in charge of taking care of her son, told her that today should be her last session.*

Nemuri: Hey! Sorry I'm late. My boss needed to talk to me about my behavior

Inko: Oh, that's fine. But what about your behavior?

*Inko asked as nemuri sat down, putting her purse to the side. Inko did feel a little bad since she felt as if she was using Nemuri, who wanted to apologize, to distract her from what's going on with her son. But at the same time, Inko wasn't the one who ditched the other after a night a passion. Nemuri took a breath, she smiled when inko pushed a drink to her side, seeing it as a good sign that she at least bought her a drink, she took it and took a big sip from it, to collect her thoughts, before putting the drink down with a satisfied sigh because of it.*

Nemuri: he was just concerned that I wasn't acting like myself since I've been moping around and "bringing the mood down." As my friend hizashi told me

Inko: Why is that? Is sushi ok?

*inko asked, seeing as sushi is about the only thing she knows about nemuri, well. That and that she's a power bottom in the bedroom and that both of her lips taste like strawberry. Inko blushed at that line of thought and took a sip of her tea to hide the blush on her face. Nemuri waved her hand dismissively, finding it endearing that inko cared for her little escape artist.*

Nemuri: Oh, yeah. Sushi is fine. It's just.... I've been nervous that you wouldn't give me another shot

Inko: I see. I'll be honest, I almost didn't. Since it wasn't just that you had your way with me and left the next day. I simply felt.... ashamed.

*inko admitted holding her cup tightly with both hands, not being able to look nemuri in the eyes. Nemuri for her part remained calm being the more experienced of the two, she didn't let that little comment get her down, but she didn't like that inko was feeling bad about what happened that night. She wanted for it to at least be an enjoyable moment for the shorter woman to appreciate.*

Nemuri: Why? I mean, yeah, we did before we even went on a date or something, but we were both really drunk. So, it was not like it was like that we couldn't control ourselves it's that we destroyed our walls with a hammer of Hennessy

Inko: it's... complicated. There's so many things I'm ashamed of that night

*Inko said nervously, as she glanced around, scared that somebody would overhear this conversation, to her credit it was doing exactly what it was supposed to do, it distracted her from Izuku, but that didn't mean it was a good kind of distraction. Nemuri remained with a neutral face, as she leaned a bit closer to inko, wondering if there's even hope of continuing this little fling, for it to become something more. Or if she should just leave the woman alone.*

Nemuri: Are you ashamed of who you did it with?

Inko: I'm not ashamed of you as a person. But.... I am ashamed of you as a gender?

*Inko said in the form of a question as if even she didn't know what she was talking about. Nemuri looked at her confused as she raised her eyebrow. Nemuri was wondering what she meant by that. What did her gender have anything to  do with what happened that night. Honestly, the gender of the company is what made it more fun.*